Dimensionality Reduction! Two-dimensional!

A voice like "School time has passed, please go home as soon as possible" sounded on Academy City's radio, and a tram passed in front of them.

The rare cool breeze made the girl sigh comfortably.

"—If someone artificially adjusts the AIM stances of those students who have used the Phantasmal Hand, so that they can be unified in frequency, and their stances are connected in parallel like a huge network."

"impossible?"

Misaka was taken aback by this conjecture: "The measurement of personal reality can only be done by professional machines, let alone human control? And as you said just now, there can't be two identical leaves in the world."

"But the calculation method can be copied."

He took a sip of Coca-Cola: "If Fantasy Royal Hands is actually a kind of sensory calculation in essence, a calculation method that can be used by their users, then each of them is equivalent to having a lv5 that is a hundred times more powerful than yours. Calculation power—don’t forget, calculation is the key to superpowers.”

"So, Misaka."

"The so-called fantasy master is to copy and tune other people's calculation methods, and connect them through the AIM diffusion position to make it a consciousness aggregate. This consciousness aggregate is equivalent to the host, and the individual is the terminal—so those coma In the past, they just lost consciousness, and their consciousness should be recycled into the mainframe now."

"This is the common conclusion that Mr. Mushan and I came to."

The boy stood up and walked to another road: "Then, you must find the man behind the scenes now, as soon as possible!"

"Then what are you doing now, teacher?"

The boy waved impatiently: "Me? Go home and cook..."

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He has no plans to go home and cook.

Today, it's best not to go home too early...

He is now in front of the barbecue booth, and the cute and pink girl is smiling and helping him order a grilled pig's trotter...

"I don't eat pig's feet!"

The boy sat down with a smile, and rubbed teacher Xiaomeng's head: "Today's teacher Xiaomeng is still cute..."

"Hey-"

This guy who doesn't know how old is smiling like this is a happy child.

But the two teachers around me were not very happy.

Huang Quanchuan sighed suddenly: "Hey, Iron suit."

The weak girl in glasses wearing an off-white coat was obviously distracted, and she didn't realize it until she was called a second time: "Nani?"

The black, long and straight chested woman was holding a wine glass, slightly drunk: "Tell me if you have any difficulties..."

Yueyong Xiaomeng interrupted habitually, with a string of roasted crispy bones in her mouth: "Well, is it the trouble of love again?"

Tie Zhuo, who seemed to be preoccupied, shook his head in a low voice: "Actually, it's not really a trouble."

"Then why are there so many mistakes recently?"

"Ah, sorry."

Huang Quanchuan took a sip of beer worriedly, and waved to his friend to show that he didn't care.

Teacher Xiaomeng picked up the chopsticks, with that sweet and lovely smile on her face: "So, life is short, let's fall in love, girl—hmm!"

Liangyi wanted to hug her tightly, and stuffed the roasted pig's trotters into this guy's mouth: "You comforted me like that last time too...I said, is that how you only comfort others?"

He patted the iron costume he was already familiar with: "Would you like to take a few days off? Do something you like... Whether you are in love or running naked, vent your professional pressure as soon as possible!"

He yelled at the uncle: "Have a pork loin!"

"coming!"

"I've always wanted to ask, what exactly is sold here..."

………………

When he went back, he saw a group of firefighters gathered downstairs, spraying water cannons on the floors he was on.

Many people were talking here, and he even noticed the twin ponytails. The boy who had expected it in his heart was not surprised or angry, and looked up at the already dark room corridor that seemed to have been burned by fire.

Liangyi pouted, thankful that all the information had been transferred in the morning...

But the computer is definitely scrapped, right?

Billows of black smoke rushed upwards, and the pungent smell forced him to walk to the small garden downstairs.

"Unfortunately..."

Repeating someone's catchphrase, Ryoichi was going to squat on the flower bed, and a silver-haired loli nun was leaning on one side of the flower bed, and Kamijou, who was in a mess, was looking at her worriedly.

"Go to the hospital as soon as possible."

Index, who was extremely pale due to excessive blood loss, closed her eyes and leaned softly, she should have passed out.

"If you send her to the hospital, how do you explain her origin?"

The boy jumped off the flower bed, stretched out his hand to brush aside the nun's bangs, noticed the almost transparent and pitiful face, and sighed slightly: "It must be treated immediately... I will buy hemostatic gauze and hemostatic medicine, if there is anything, please call me !"

He patted his friend on the shoulder, saw that he was still frowning, and kicked the guy angrily: "I was originally a proletarian, but now I don't even have a place to live, and I have become a more advanced proletarian— —I'm not even discouraged, you bastard, who is this expression for? Cheer me up!"

He said that, regardless of Kamijou's expression, he went straight to the nearby pharmacy to buy things like hemostatic gauze.

It's just that when he was in a hurry to go back, a blond starry eye appeared in front of his eyes.

The queen of Tokiwadai, Shokuhou Misaki sighed: "I knew that prickly hair would definitely bring you bad luck...unfortunate."

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Cough, because I was forced to go on a blind date recently, so there will be fewer updates, please forgive me.

puff...

Chapter 257

Forbidden, use memory peeping and mind control on this person.

If it's just a general mental activity, she can still feel it a little bit, but as soon as other thoughts come up, they will be obliterated by the deep fear.

Shokuhou Misaki looked at the young man lying on the bed sleeping peacefully, and remained silent.

Why, is there such a situation?

The fifth person who is highly accomplished in the spiritual field firmly believes in intuition and destiny. This is no longer about science and mystery, but the instinct of human beings as primates.

And obviously it's only been a short time since I met him, and it's not even as long as Kamijou Touma (the hedgehog can't remember her), but for some reason, I can't help being afraid but getting close.

It's like... those extremely handsome villain bosses in the comics.

This is her private apartment. In the girl's room unexpectedly filled with pink bubbles, there is a big soft bed. The elegant Shokuhou sits on the edge of the bed, looking at this guy, frowning from time to time.

As the fifth person who often dealt with those big shots, she accidentally heard that two magicians followed the Puritan catalog of forbidden books and came to Academy City, the base camp of the science side. Shenjing Sumo got involved.

Shokuhou was very worried, not worried about Fantasy Killer's hedgehog head, but worried about this truly incapable person.

Liangyi wants to...

What a lovely last name.

But what we need to worry about now is that this person will suddenly wake up...

This person has a great relationship with Kamijou Touma!

Who knows what he'll do when he wakes up—

Shokuhou Misaki took out her mobile phone and asked a question on Academy City's SNS.

"Queen of Bees: Does anyone know of a way to make a person sleep forever?"

After thinking about it, he added: "A method with no side effects."

Not even 1 minutes.

The number of replies broke through three digits.

Established the largest faction in the famous Tokiwadai Middle School and became the "Queen". Although it is not as good as the ubiquitous "Staying Loop", it also has various news channels.

Don't underestimate the girls in Tokiwadai, even if they are just middle school students with no hair, but everyone is a character of lv3 or above, and the intricate background behind the young ladies, There are basically not many unheard things in this city.

"Mint Cat: I'm sorry for not being able to meet your expectations, I always kill you directly..."

Speaking elegantly, he is actually a violent maniac!

"Waiting for you: Is it developing the ability of the mind field—maybe you can try to make the subject fall into a deep dream..."

Oh, it seems to be a slightly reliable statement!

"Miss Cat's Claw: You can perform subconscious hypnosis, making her think she is a carrot..."

It's so cruel!Even the species has changed!

Why not cucumbers...

Shokuhou Misaki sighed and looked away from the phone.

A mental shock on the street just now made him unconscious, but this method cannot be used frequently, because ordinary people cannot withstand multiple shocks, and this rough method will cause mental disorders.

Drug anesthesia, personality remodeling, and even memory erasure... These methods cannot be used, and it is best not to even be imprisoned. The girl doesn't want to complain that she is clearly doing good deeds, but in the end she will complain.

Of course, the above are all excuses...

She was really very curious about this inner world that symbolized the strangest existence to her.

The deep sense of fear prevented her from using other means.

However, it should still be possible to construct a dream to induce his subconscious, right?

Her long, fluffy golden hair was sprinkled on the pure white quilt, like a girl in love accompanying her sick boyfriend, she laid her little head on the sleeping boy's chest.

The difference is the eyes.

The star-like eyes are slightly closed. Since she wants to construct a dream, she needs to enter the other party's consciousness to induce it.

This kind of method, if viewed in the field of religion, is an outlander demon.

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